“In one hundred years people will still remember our kind of love; a love that knows no bounds—that surpasses all reason—and will never, never die. (Loving Lily Lavender)”

“I mean this is the kind of love people dream about, poets write sonnets for, and well it's the kind of love that keeps people from losing faith in humanity and encourages people to believe that true love still exists and it's still powerful and still wonderful. (Quote from a reviewer of Loving Lily Lavender)”

“I love you Madly James and if I never see you again, know this: someday, whether it's today or a hundred years from now, I'll die with you on my mind.”

“On his face was an expression of absolute love. Melting, soul-touching, raw, unbridled love, the kind of person dies for, sacrifices and suffers for. It was the kind of love that a person would wait two hundred years to see fulfilled. It was True Love in its purest form.”

“I think Kwan intended to show me the world is not a place but the vastness of the sou. And the soul is nothing more than love, limitless, endless, all that moves us toward knowing what is true....If people we love die, then they are lost only to our ordinary senses. If we remember, we can find them anytime with our hundred secret senses. ”

“There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.”